{Verse 1}
A whiskey-ginger and a visor on
We'll have our summer in the back garden
You talked me into anything you would
You have a snake common in your blood
{Chorus}
The scene is dead
The scene is dead
The scene is dead
{Verse 1}
I see a glow down at the end of the hall
When I get close to it, it moves up the wall
You are a beautiful bony witch
You wail banshee into the lily bush
{Chorus}
The scene is dead
The scene is dead
Thе scene is dead
{Verse 3}
{?}
{Chorus}
Thе scene is dead
The scene is dead
The scene is dead
In a tomb of its own lies
{Outro}
{?}
Chip my tooth on porcelain
{?}
Shut the door